Traveling through ancient times to flee from famine, take the time and space gate with you

Fang Yunping and Fang Youwei carefully packed the books in the camphor wood box specially used for storing books in the house, and took them with them when they were ready to leave.

Although it will increase the weight of their luggage, these books are indeed rare and hard to find. When they settle down later, they can teach the children of the clan to read and write.

Most of the children in their tribe can also recognize a few words, and the adults in the family will go out of their way to teach them. At least they can understand their own names and simple deeds, otherwise they will not know if they are deceived.

In the past, there were literati in the Fang family's ancestors, so they, the older generation, were more or less literate. However, there were no books before, so they could only rely on their own memories to teach future generations.

Now, with books, they can teach the children what is in the books. Even if there is something they don’t understand, they can use the efforts of the whole family to find a special master to teach them in the future.

It is impossible to say that there will be a few talented people in the clan!

Fang Yunping and Fang Youwei were packing books here, while the others had spread out and went to search other houses to see if there were any food or other things.

As soon as the good news came, he took Fang Zhiyuan and went straight to a bedroom in the backyard.

Fang Zhiyuan wondered as he walked: "Sister Jiayin, what are we doing in the backyard?"

Jiayin replied without looking back: "Everyone is looking for something, let's go take a look."

Fang Zhiyuan said oh and followed Jiayin obediently.

Jiayin walked straight to the middle room in the backyard without squinting, and the two of them pushed the door open directly. This room was obviously a woman's boudoir, with a dressing table, a step-down bed, and pink gauze surrounding the bed.

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Jiayin didn't even look at these things. She went directly to the bedside of the Babu bed, lifted up the gauze curtain, and saw a black bird standing on the carved railing beside the bed, with only the wings and neck slightly.

There are some white feathers, and there is a wisp of dull feathers on the bird's head.

The little bird was startled when he saw the good news, and subconsciously shouted: "Wow! Who are you? Who are you? So scary! So scary!"

Fang Zhiyuan, who was looking at the room outside, was frightened by the sudden sound and ran in quickly

"Sister Jiayin, are you okay? There is someone inside..." As a result, he opened the curtain and saw the two small beady eyes of the bird. One person and the other were stunned for a long time.

Fang Zhiyuan came back to his senses and said: "Wow! Is this a myna? I heard my dad say that mynas can talk! There is also that kind of particularly beautiful green bird called a parrot, which can also talk.

These are birds that only the very rich can afford to raise..."

Jiayin looked back at Fang Zhiyuan, then back at the little bird.

He frowned and said, "Myna, this name is really strange."

The bird actually understood her words, opened its mouth and shouted: "My name is Xiaoling, not Bago!"

Fang Zhiyuan exclaimed in admiration when he heard this, "This bird is so smart. It even knows its own name."

Jiayin also looked at the bird in surprise. It turned out that the impotent bird could also talk.

He walked over and stretched out a fleshy, stubby finger to poke the little black bird on the bed rail.

"Your name is Xiaoling?"

Bage Xiaoling nodded his head, "Yes, that's right, the name the master gave me is Xiaoling!"

Jiayin nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll call you Xiaoling from now on, and you can follow me from now on!"

Xiaoling tilted his head and looked at her, as if he was considering whether to follow the child with a terrible smell in front of him.